thank

Gustaf Munch-Petersen: Naked Human

dear –,

I do not know, if your mind carries hidden wounds,

I do not know your light and your dark hours,

not your everyday’s –,

 

but your smiles –

 

you took my unrest,

you gave my searching body rest –

by you I was returned the power of work –,

 

and I got your smiles

that night –